•123•Terrible Sister

As soon as the door closed behind Luca, Skylar sank into her couch, covering her face with her hands. Despite the tears burning her eyes, she'd done a great job of keeping it together while Luca was there. But now that he was gone, the sobs racked through her body unbidden, making her body quiver with its force as tears streamed through her palms.

God, she loved Luca so much her heart ached. And seeing the heartbroken, tearful resignation in his eyes when he said he was letting her go had almost tore her apart. It'd taken every bit of will within her body to keep herself from fucking all her inhibitions and running into his arms.

But no. This was for the best. She couldn't afford to make Luca keep thinking that he was her only option. That would make him continue to think he had power to do whatever he wanted with her.

The doorbell rang. Skylar stiffened, her mind instantly going on Luca. He couldn't even handle five minutes of letting her go?

The person at the door after she'd had wip